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“You are nothing. Not even an afterthought. It's better for you to know your place before you discover the type of monster I can be.”
I drop her diary on the floor, and she immediately bends to pick it up. She wipes her eyes with the back of her hand.
“Chris!” The stern voice of Luke rings out. He walks out of his hiding place at the corner of the doorway. As he comes closer, Gianna runs off.
“Chris, how could you?” I have never seen so much disappointment in his eyes. And it makes it worse that it is directed at me. For what reason, I don't know.
“How could I what?”
He shakes his head as if I'm a lost cause.
“She's just a child and you talked to her that way. You hurt the poor girl's feelings.”
I shrug not in the least affected. “She hurt herself by acting like that. What does she know about feelings? She's just a bad influence on Nala.”
“Sometimes I wonder how I became friends with you when you are so ruthless,” he throws out.
“Are you insulting me because of that girl?”
He brings his palm to his forehead and shakes his head before raising his chin so his eyes can meet mine, “If that feels like an insult to you, then I don't know what else to say.” He starts to leave.
Out of curiosity, I ask. “Where are you going?”
“To solve the mess, you created.”
* * *
I never saw her at my house again. Which is understandable given how I had treated her.
There are times I would come back from work and feel her presence everywhere. She successfully avoided me for eight years until now.
I fucked up real bad. Now I don't even know what she thinks of me.
“… Hopefully she will be busy with her date this week.” Nala's words resound in my ear like a broken record.
Gianna is on a date. Our night together meant nothing to her.
Was it supposed to mean something? Even I can’t answer that question.
I shouldn't be mad or bothered, but I am. I should be happy that it isn't a big deal to her but, for some reason unknown to me, I'm not.
I'm not even sure what pushed me to kiss her that night. I had gone up to the balcony to try to strike up some conversation and ease the tension between us. That was the point of the party Nala and I planned.
But what I do know is that night changed the dynamic of how I go about my flings.
I had kissed her, softly, deeply like one would a lover and the sex had been far too slow and intimate for a regular one-night stand, edging towards dangerous waters in more aspects than one and scaring me shitless.
It has been four days since that night and not a day has passed without me thinking of her. Her body, her touch and passionate moans plays on loop making it hard for me to focus on anything.
I had to distract myself by keeping busy. I put her at the back of my mind, only remembering her when I'm not busy.
If she's on a date, it means that night meant nothing to her. Given the way she has been avoiding me, there's no other conclusion but that.
Gianna doesn't have any kind of feeling for me anymore and I don't know why it hurts.
I pick up my office landline and put a call through to Pratt.
“Yes, boss,” he answers.
